This week’s prompt is about strangers and it got me thinking about how you can get to know someone online, when you can’t hear their intonation, nuances and subtleties and it’s easy to miss context.
I’ve been doing a lot of reading about polyamory and it is a whole new language and set of concepts: unicorns, triads, polyfidelity… Whatever a thing is, it’ll be labelled and categorised.
The key concept that repeatedly comes up is communication. That’s no surprise, any relationship needs this at its core, in a form that works for whoever is involved.
I’m not good at thinking on my feet and need time to process conversations and situations. What I am good at however, is pattern matching and making connections, treating it all as data I guess, that can be interpreted until I understand who/what I’m dealing with. This isn’t necessarily the best thing for an overthinker but does lead to interesting insights, so I’m not going to complain too loudly.
The other day I spent six glorious hours with FLG. It was the third occasion we spent time together and as before, it went by far too quickly. He knew I had the feels (he reads this blog) and we’d messsaged about it. So we spent the day together and tried to work out what to do next.
I had a choice of blog posts lined up today… one about my first kiss and a very serious conversation with FLG and the other, about TSH’s missed opportunity to fuck another woman. But neither of them seemed right.
I’m currently sat outside in the sun, a gentle breeze running through my hair, barefoot because it’s warm enough. Work-wise, I’ve not done anything other than check my emails for the past couple of days (good for a workaholic to know that it doesn’t all go to shit without me on it 24/7) and my head’s all over the place. The bucolic scene in the background belies the fact that I have 48 hours left to make the decision of my life, knowing whatever I choose, it is the hardest choice I’ll ever make…